Robbie Weavers’s review published on Letterboxd:
One of the only films in the past few years I have watched without subtitles and it works all the better for it. Not knowing whether there are things I should be hearing or things that I shouldn't be. Noises creeping in, being unsure whether the ringing is coming from my earphones or my ears. Moments in this feel so personal despite not being able to fully relate. When the silence kicks off and you're allowed by Marder to just sit in it, it's beautiful but it's terrifying. Knowing this is what is most likely coming. Moments in this feel so personal despite ringing true in a universal sense of connection and community.
What a beautiful film.